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Folk Strange Stories Part 1: The Witch Ancestor of Miao Township Chapter 9 Section 4: The Living Dead
As soon as the minute passed on the watch, Fatty exhaled a breath forcefully, opening his mouth wide to take in as much air as he could. His plump face had turned almost purple from holding his breath. "Almost suffocated me! That breath nearly didn't make it up. How about you? Are you alright?" Fatty asked me.
By 徐金升2 years ago in Fiction
Folk Strange Stories Part 1: The Witch Ancestor of Miao Township Chapter 9 Section 3: The Golden Skull
The man with white hair seemed as though he hadn't heard Lao Wang's words and left him aside. He walked directly to the front of the Tower of Heads, circled around it, and suddenly reached out to push the tower over. This sudden action caught me off guard, and I thought something had attached itself to him from the Tower of Heads.
By 徐金升2 years ago in Fiction
Folk Strange Stories Part 1: The Witch Ancestor of Miao Township Chapter 9 Section 1: The White haired Man
This time, Liu Jingsheng took the lead. As we walked a couple of steps down the secret passage, a series of gunshots erupted from the direction of the main hall behind us. "Da-da-da-da-da," the main hall was in trouble! Without hesitation, the four of us changed positions, with the rear team now leading the charge toward the main hall. Leading the way was Lao Wang.
By 徐金升2 years ago in Fiction
Unmasking the Joker
In the pantheon of fictional villains, one character stands out as an enigma wrapped in a riddle, lurking in the shadows of Gotham City. The Joker, the Clown Prince of Crime, has fascinated audiences for decades with his unpredictable behavior, sadistic humor, and mysterious origins. Over the years, a myriad of theories and interpretations have emerged to shed light on this iconic character's past, motivations, and the very essence of his being.
By KEN RIVERA2 years ago in Fiction
Folk Strange Stories Part 1: The Witch Ancestor of Miao Township Chapter 8 Section 2: Fat Man
"Do you know him?" someone suddenly said from behind. I was startled and turned around to find a plump face looking directly at me. The person repeated, "Do you know that Miao person?" The tone in Fatty's voice was unfriendly, lacking courtesy, which made me somewhat uncomfortable. "No, I don't," I replied coldly. Is your drug enforcement agency so significant? Even if it's significant, it can't control the military, can it?
By 徐金升2 years ago in Fiction
Folk Strange Stories Part 1: The Witch Ancestor of Miao Township Chapter 8 Section 1: The Resurrection of the Dry Corpse
At first, Fatty pretended to inspect the goods, made some random remarks, and after a few lies, Mott regarded him as a confidant. Mott even promised to hand over the cave to Fatty after their deal was done.
By 徐金升2 years ago in Fiction
Folk Strange Stories Part 1: The Witch Ancestor of Miao Township Chapter 7 Section 3: The Head Tower
I suddenly had a thought. The face from earlier didn't seem like a ghostly entity. With my experience, when we confronted each other just now, "it" didn't show any expression, unlike the ones I had encountered before that were more expressive. This face seemed like a sign, a landmark.
By 徐金升2 years ago in Fiction
Folk Strange Stories Part 1: The Witch Ancestor of Miao Township Chapter 7 Section 2: Ghost Faces
I pushed back, "I have night vision, I can see." Lao Wang said, somewhat skeptical, "You have night vision? How come I didn't know?"
By 徐金升2 years ago in Fiction
Folk Strange Stories Part 1: The Witch Ancestor of Miao Township Chapter 7 Section 1: The Dried Corpse in a Cave
"I wasn't very confident either. Talking about other things now is of no use. After giving the sniper rifle a simple waterproof treatment, Lao Wang and I advanced into the water pond, with the others following behind. Slowly, we made our way towards the waterfall.
By 徐金升2 years ago in Fiction
The Last Fortress - Chapter 3
Chaos engulfed Valden's streets as the full force of the Blight invasion surged through alleys and climbed sheer structures with unnatural dexterity. Citizens screamed, fleeing the slaughter or being pulled down by the humanoid beasts swarming over the mountain city.
By Ashen2 years ago in Fiction
The First, The Last, My Everything. Content Warning.
I see you; you don’t notice me. You order a latte with a flirtatious smile. That smile should be mine. I caress my switchblade lovingly. Not here, not yet.
By Maria Marandola2 years ago in Fiction
Chronicles of Merlin
In the land of Albion, where magic and wonder intertwined with the ordinary, lived a young sorcerer named Merlin. His story told through generations, would become one of the most cherished legends in the annals of history. It all began in the quaint village of Ealdor, where Merlin was born to a humble blacksmith and his wife.
By Clinton Nnamdi Ugwuegbu2 years ago in Fiction